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Lately Ive been hard to reach
Ive been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
Like Im reaching out for you.
(Verse 1)
Im just so fucking depressed
I just cant seem to get out of this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
In order for me to pick the mic back up
I dont know how or why or when
I ended up being in the position Im in
Im starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent
But I just cant admit or come to grips
With the fact that I may be
Done with rap, I need a new outlet
And I know some shit so hard to swallow
But I just cant sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow, but I know one fact
Ill be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
Ill be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But youd have to walk a thousand miles
(Chorus)
In my shoes just to see
What its like to be me
Ill be you, lets trade shoes
Just to see what it be like to
Feel your pain, youll feel mine
Well go inside each others minds
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each others eyes
Dont let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
Dont let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
(Verse 2)
I think Im starting to lose my sense of humor, everything s so tense and gloomy, I
almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room just as soon as
I walk in, Its like all eyes on me, so I try to avoid any eye contact
Cuz if I do that, then it opens a door for conversation, like I want that!
Im not looking for extra attention, I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I dont need no fucking man servant, Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack, and half of them aint even funny like
Haa! Marshall youre so funny man
you should be a comedian god damn
Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why dont you all sit down, listen to the tale Im about to tell
Hell, we dont gotta trade our shoes, and you aint gotta to walk no thousand miles
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands were dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves
and flip them dont expect no help
Now I couldve either just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which Im placed, get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for his dad to show up, who never did!
I just wanted to fit in
In every single place
and every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid
And aunt Edna always told me
Keep making that face itll get stuck like that
Meanwhile Im just standing there
Holding my tongue trying talk like this
Til I stuck my tongue on a frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
I learned my lesson then, cuz I wasnt trying to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description
Cuz where you see it, from where youre sitting, its prolly 110 percent different
I guess we would have to walk a mile in each others shoes at least
What size you wear? I wear 10s, lets see if you could fit your feet
(Chorus)
(Brian May/Paul Rodgers Sample)
Lately Ive been hard to reach
Ive been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
Like Im reaching out for you.
Yeah,
To my babies, stay strong
Dad will be home soon
And to the rest of the world.
God gave you them shoes, to fit you
So put them on and wear them and be yourself man
Be proud of who you are.
Even if it sounds corny
Dont ever let no one tell you, you aint beautiful
VILKEN LÅT ?? kanske vet du :)
Ive been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
Like Im reaching out for you.
(Verse 1)
Im just so fucking depressed
I just cant seem to get out of this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
In order for me to pick the mic back up
I dont know how or why or when
I ended up being in the position Im in
Im starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent
But I just cant admit or come to grips
With the fact that I may be
Done with rap, I need a new outlet
And I know some shit so hard to swallow
But I just cant sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow, but I know one fact
Ill be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
Ill be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But youd have to walk a thousand miles
(Chorus)
In my shoes just to see
What its like to be me
Ill be you, lets trade shoes
Just to see what it be like to
Feel your pain, youll feel mine
Well go inside each others minds
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each others eyes
Dont let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
Dont let them say you aint beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
(Verse 2)
I think Im starting to lose my sense of humor, everything s so tense and gloomy, I
almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room just as soon as
I walk in, Its like all eyes on me, so I try to avoid any eye contact
Cuz if I do that, then it opens a door for conversation, like I want that!
Im not looking for extra attention, I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I dont need no fucking man servant, Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack, and half of them aint even funny like
Haa! Marshall youre so funny man
you should be a comedian god damn
Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why dont you all sit down, listen to the tale Im about to tell
Hell, we dont gotta trade our shoes, and you aint gotta to walk no thousand miles
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands were dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves
and flip them dont expect no help
Now I couldve either just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which Im placed, get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for his dad to show up, who never did!
I just wanted to fit in
In every single place
and every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid
And aunt Edna always told me
Keep making that face itll get stuck like that
Meanwhile Im just standing there
Holding my tongue trying talk like this
Til I stuck my tongue on a frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
I learned my lesson then, cuz I wasnt trying to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description
Cuz where you see it, from where youre sitting, its prolly 110 percent different
I guess we would have to walk a mile in each others shoes at least
What size you wear? I wear 10s, lets see if you could fit your feet
(Chorus)
(Brian May/Paul Rodgers Sample)
Lately Ive been hard to reach
Ive been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
Like Im reaching out for you.
Yeah,
To my babies, stay strong
Dad will be home soon
And to the rest of the world.
God gave you them shoes, to fit you
So put them on and wear them and be yourself man
Be proud of who you are.
Even if it sounds corny
Dont ever let no one tell you, you aint beautiful
VILKEN LÅT ?? kanske vet du :)
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